“No,” she mumbled.
“Yes, trust me, you want to take a ride with me. I mean I have something to show you, but mostly, I’m dying to get you on the back of my bike.”
That was all true. In fact, there were times I’d daydreamed about it. I had hoped that she would have let me take her somewhere last night and I’d get the chance then, but no such luck. She opted to order in rather than leave the little bubble of happiness that surrounded us. Not that I could blame her, I felt the same way, too.
“What?!” Her head snapped up and she was suddenly wide awake. “You…you want me to go somewhere on your motorcycle?”
“Yes.” I chuckled as I tucked her wild hair behind her ear.
“Okay,” she said and I could see the mix of excitement and apprehension in her eyes. “I need to shower though.”
“Fine, you go shower. I’ll wait.” I knew if I joined her we’d never leave.
“Will you make me a cup of coffee? Pods are in the drawer under the coffee maker. There’s almond milk in the fridge. Please.” She dragged out the last word and fluttered her lashes at me.
“You got it, babe. I’ll get dressed and meet you in the kitchen when you’re done.”
As I stood there, waiting for the last few sputters to drip into the mug, I thought about how normal this all seemed. Even given the circumstances of what surrounded us and the fact that we had both been through some hell the last week.
Thirty minutes later, I was riding on the way to the compound, Cami glued to my back trying her best to relax. I went slower than I normally would in hopes of getting her to actually enjoy the ride. I didn’t think it would happen, but when we were a few yards from the garage, I felt her loosen the tiniest bit.
“Is that my car?” she squealed as I came to a stop outside of the open bay door.
I barely got my kickstand down before she was awkwardly hopping off and stumbling over to her car.
“If you’re Cami, then it sure is,” Ky said walking out with a huge smile.
“Oh, hi,” Cami said as she came to a dead stop at the sound of Ky’s voice. “Yes. Yes, that is me. Hi, I’m Cami.”
She stuck out her hand and it was the cutest thing. She sounded like she was on one of those game shows on TV and she’d just won the big prize. As I thought that I heard an announcer-like voice in my head going on about winning a new car.
“Nice to meet you, Cami. I’m Ky.” He shook her hand briefly then stepped back so she could see her beauty.
“What? How…why…ah!” she sputtered clearly in shock. “How did you get this?”
“Bought it from your brother. Ky saw it up for sale and went to look at it, brought it back here for you.”
“For me? I’ll pay you back. Omigod. Thank you.”
“Hey,” I said pulling her into my arms as the tears streamed down her cheeks. “Shhh. It’s alright, beautiful. I got you.”
“This is just.” She sucked in a shaky breath and buried her face in my chest. “Thank you, guys. This really means a lot to me. I’ve never…”
I understood what she was saying even though she didn’t finish. I’d gotten enough of an idea of how shitty her family—Laurel aside—had been to her. I vowed to change things for her. Not with her family, because I was pretty sure that was a lost cause, but I had no doubt that my brothers would love her like she should have been loved her entire life. Hell, I already knew Sketch did. And I didn’t doubt that Blade cared for her dearly too.
She’d have my love every single day, and there wouldn’t be a second that would pass where she wouldn’t know it. That was my silent promise to her and I wouldn’t fail to keep it.